Trichotillomania (Hair Pulling) Support Group
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Hey everybody, I'm new here but of course like everyone else, not to trich. I started pulling when I was in 7th grade (so 11?) Right where my bangs were/supposed to be. I don't know exactly what caused this or why I started doing it but after i had pulled the bald spot was so large I had to wear a headband for most of 7th grade year. I would get nasty comments like "Why do you wear headbands everyday?" And of course the other nasty comments and stares you get for having trich. Some people even tried pulling off my headband by surprise just so they could see. I don't know if they were mainly just curious or just wanted to make fun of me some more. Then I stopped pulling there and let my hair grow back. When I came to school without the headband one day kids were sooo surprised and just stared, carefully examining my hair as if they were looking for the flaws. Of course at this point I was an outcast and definately felt like one... I kept pulling just in a less noticeable area but they eventually noticed as I subconsciously pulled out my hair right in front of them. I usually left piles of hair on the floor and once I noticed I would have to hide it quickly before anybody noticed. With carpet I wasn't as worried about it but most of my classes were white tile so it was very noticeable. A lot of the time I would just try to spread it out across the ground with my feet so it wouldn't be as noticeable and wouldn't look like all mine cause I couldn't just pick it up, because then I'd bring attention to it. One day I got asked by the teacher to go to the nurse and of course I was like why, I'm fine but she insisted. Once I got there the nurse basically asked me if u pulled out my hair, and of course I denied it and went back to class. The second spot I had started to pull was the back of my head up towards the middle ( also a spot very hard to cover). I can't remember when I had slowed down again must have been sometime during 8th grade because by freshmen year I had a full head of hair. I still pulled in school and I'm sure people noticed but it wasn't near as bad as I was doing. Then towards the end of softmore year I pulled out my eyebrows in class while taking a very hard and stressful geometry test. I went to look at the damage in a mirror(after i finished the test)I had with me and I basically had pulled out all my eyebrows. There was no way I would be able to get up and go turn in my test without people noticing.. I quickly got some mascara put it on my eyebrows, turned in my test, and quickly got out of there to try to fix in the bathroom before my next class. The rest of the year and that summer I had to draw them on until they grew back (and they grew back). I don't remember when but then I was trying to pluck them, and I over plucked. I did this several times both junior, senior year, and still am. I have recently just shaved them off because I started plucking and noticed I started over plucking so I decided to shave them off so I wouldn't keep plucking them.... What's worse is I had slowed down on my hair pulling for so long then I became pregnant and my anxiety went through the roof and now I'm pulling more than ever before. I'm worried for my unborn son and pray he doesn't have any type of disorder like this. I wouldn't wish this on my worse enemy... I don't want my trich getting in the way of me taking care or raising of my son but I'm afraid it will or worse that he sees me one day and realizes all my beauty is fake. Not just that but sees me harming myself. I'm pretty sure my husband knows what is going on but he doesn't mention or ask about it. I can understand if he's just as uncomfortable as I am about the situation. I don't know how to admit it though or put it out there. I know he will love me either way but just the though of saying it loud brings tears to my eyes because how much it scares me. I know he will never fully understand why I do this to myself. I just don't want him to be upset with me. I need friends to talk to about this with that will truly understand...I have isolated myself from pretty much everyone because I know they can try but won't be able to.
Individuals with impulse control disorders tend to isolate themselves. We fear being found out or criticized by others. And its not necessarily that people will right away know what we are struggling with. They might think you have some sort of physical ailment like alopecia, or even a drug problem. People notice something isnt right, so they can become inquisitive and curious. I feel as if I am not obligated to explain anything to others. Plus, they simply wont understand. The most common response is "Just stop picking". I rather bang my head against the wall than talk to another idiot.
Im a bit hesitant and scared to check out the local support group. I guess I just dont know what to expect. Not sure how fellow sufferers respond to one another when face to face with each other. Its just not something that I have experienced before because ive never known anyone else who suffered with such issues. Im mostly interested in whether they examine the hair/eyebrows/eyelashes/skin of others. I mean....how weird is that? If its just one person one on one, I can understand....but a whole group of people looking at one another and knowing that they all struggle with the same issue...a bit uncomfortable.
I do know that if I had a friend who was a picker, I would completely understand her and fully empathize with her suffering. It would be amazing to have that peace of telling someone that I feel bad going out on a particular day ( And them fully understanding without pressure and judgment ). Most of all it would be neat to openly discuss struggles and try to positively influence each other.
Yeah it's difficult to have so called normal friends. They try to figure you out in order to judge later and spread gossip. There is always talk. It's simply lack of understanding.
You are very open to the idea of acceptance and being comfortable among similar individuals. But I am not sure how social and outgoing people with these issues actually are.
You know, I had a friend once who struggled with depression and I could relate with her because I was going through a rough patch in life. Anyway...the fact that we both had this problem didn't uphold our friendship. She ended up being a full blown narcissistic psycho with no empathy who is still to this day stalking and harassing me. So from that experience I learned that people are much more than their issues. You might
relate on one point, but it won't be enough to foster friendship. It's just an interesting observation through experience.
Empathy and kindness...I guess a sense of overall goodness is what is most important.
I was naive to think that I could open up and share my life with someone else who was struggling with the same affliction. Friendship is so much more intricate than that.
I would not describe myself as cocky, actually far from it. Life is about survival so I have to protect all aspects of it. And being actively stalked, including my family getting constant phone calls asking for information about me...yeah I mean who wouldn't be "paranoid" in such a situation.
This is why when people win the lottery, they tend to lose all their friends because all those friends think you owe them something and are responsible for their life. Same with any other good fortune that can occur in life.
I know not everyone is a psycho, but it is tricky to decipher them. They don't present themselves as psychos right off the bat. Their true colors show through when you figure them out and dump their dirty a** because you know that you don't need to put up with the bs. Lol.